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he leans against the walkway’s railing, arms crossed to balance against, and watches a street performer on the boardwalk playing violin. there is, in face, a fair bit to learn from this (in salieri’s opinion, in terms of what he finds important to learn). risky as it might be for him.
the presence of someone else stopping nearby attracts salieri’s notice, though he pauses a moment before casting his glance over. of course, not someone he knows, but they’re listening as well. he can’t help but comment. “they’re playing süssmayr. not very well, the taste of it is completely off, but perhaps my standards are too high.” they’re definitely too high.
“hmmm. hm. he was a good student. do you know concert music, or does the name mean nothing? you seem fairly modern.” who knows what stayed over in the popular culture of whatever century it is.
